In Which I’m an Idiot

I just learned that a flash mob is not a mob of naked people. I’m not sure where I came up with that definition, but that’s what I thought.

Imagine my surprise when I found out the students at the college where I teach participated in a flash mob. I was concerned because it was cold that day! When nobody disrobed, I figured that either a) they did it wrong, or b) my definition was way off.
Turns out that “b” is the correct answer.
Please enjoy this video of fully clothed people dancing to Lady Gaga in the courtyard of our very lovely college.
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5 Responses to In Which I’m an Idiot

  1. Lyndie Strawbridge says:

    >Hey! I miss you and your crazy "grideeroh" and "sundried tomatoes" and not knowing what flashmobs are and spilling glasses of water all over people and driving over curbs and breaking your feet.

    I do. I miss you!

  2. Lyndie Strawbridge says:

    >PS: I am blogging now, too! But my blog is really boring and I have never been as funny as you. :)

  3. camel says:

    >Oh my, we are products of the 70's!

  4. Cindy says:

    >I've missed you.

    I am thoroughly convinced that a Flash Mob is going to break out in the laundry mat Chris and I go to every Thursday night. The jukebox there is awesome. Reason #427 of why I always have my camera on me.

  5. Christy says:

    >Lyndie, my dear, you have always overestimated me and underestimated yourself! Camel, we're just plain old. Am I wrong? Does it not sound like something that contains nudity?? Cindy, I miss you too! I'm trying to be better about checking in with you because your blog always reminds me just how damn wise you are.